What it smells like
Opens with a resinous, slightly medicinal myrrh that smells raw and almost dusty before the amber softens the edges and the warm spices — think generalized heat rather than anything sharply identifiable — round it into something denser and sweeter. The heart is where the gourmand angle emerges: balsamic, faintly smoky, with a honeyed depth that stops short of cloying. Dry-down is long and skin-close, projecting quietly rather than announcing itself. Sillage is intimate, a trail that lingers on fabric but won't fill a room — A cooler-weather wear for someone who wants incense-adjacent depth without committing to full church-smoke territory.
We haven't found a match for Myrrh that we can stand behind. These are the closest scents by shared notes that do have one.